I’m walking the line of being promiscuous. The thought it in my head, the desire is there, but I’m trying to avoid the act.
It is very difficult. It’s not because I am horny, I just want to try something new? Have an accomplishment? I’m not sure, I just wanna…
I look at people, and I imagine how they would be in bed.
It is a very annoying thing to be feeling. Because I so desperately want to go wild! But I am totally sitting on my hands so all I do is look and NOT touch.
So Tuesday should be rather interesting. I see Dr. G in the afternoon.
What is it with wanting to be with someone else? I love my husband dearly and even though in the past some shit happened, I told myself that I would never ever do anything again after we get remarried in the church.
It’s just like wanting to change your clothes 15 minutes after you just put on a really cute outfit you bought so you can wear the other really cute outfit you bought.
I hate this shit.